The last morning, a group of us had breakfast in a nearby diner. As we walked back, we saw a group of banner-towing planes coming up the Hudson. As they drew near we could read the words on the banners: "The Parade Of Blimps" and "Look Up!"
So we popped up on to the High Line, to see what we could see.
And it was a parade.
And there were blimps.
One big, and three small, like a mother blimp trailing her offspring.
They droned up the river, disappearing behind the skyline.
A parade, of blimps.
That's not something you see every day.